yard flowers

Virginia bluebells and a cat.

Figaro visited today and we enjoyed April 3 yard flowers.



Blood mountain Trillium


Childhood favorite.

Julie's "scissors and images" collage art

We didn't make it to Young, and we had a great time in Arizona. First we drove to Prescott and stayed two nights at Carol's.







We needed the 4-wheel drive jeep to get in and out of cousin Bob's driveway.


Emma and her darling dog in front of a picture window view of blinding snow.


"The sun sets on our fallen comrades."
Faraway horses.




We spent three nights at Donna's house in view of Phoenix's mountains.







At the Heard Museum, Jackie finally got close to a wickiup 70 years after seeing a village across Tonto Creek and we heard some interesting news about the Apache.


We visited Grandma Schulz's old house and said goodbye to the carob tree.



John arranged a dinner at Fudruckers and 18 were in our party, a share of our Arizona relatives.


I'm sorry I didn't do a better job of catching everyone's portrait. No one else took a single picture.









The weather on the rim was too dangerous so we went to South Mountain park, the largest city park in the US.



We met Dylan.










Phoenix's light rail.

Aunt Nonie's mountain.






Next time she goes to Arizona, Jackie will want a jeep again.

Looking Up

Yard trees, flowering cherry and magnolia

Wooly and Company

Puzzle pals






Figaro came to visit on Sunday. She likes her new home next door.

Happy Valentines Day

Happy Valentines Day! I thought you might enjoy these pictures of Asha at Fanoos Saturday February 6. In each picture, she balances a sword. The previous dances, Pakastani and Indian dances, were so enchanting that I forgot to take out my camera.

Jesse's worn this shirt every day since Christmas, taking it off only long enough to launder it every so often. He's hurrying out of the picture instead of letting me photograph him with his newly completed puzzle.

Although we got three inches of snow in the clear, under the magnolia there was just a shadow of snow. Outside my window instead of a songbird I was just in time to see a victim lifted into the air. I believe the rooster next door summoned him to the neighborhood for a meal.

We've got snow